Andrea went and sat beside a topless Brad. Michelle and I sat on the other two-seater sofa. She tucked her knees beneath her and leant into me. Brad had set a fire that was catching as the new music of choice kicked in: some dance-infused Bossa Nova. Brad was sipping vodka straight from the bottle. His kingly aura had returned: he was sat like a warrior rece...
After many years of reading erotica I've finally decided to try my hand at writing it as more than a casual hobby. Towards that end I'm looking to Literotica as a place to hone my craft and gather feedback from fellow lovers of the form. The story below I wrote many years ago and I share it here to give you a taste of my style. I appreciate any and all f...
As time passed, Barbara and Sarah's relationship grew and deepened. Barbara became more and more used to having Sarah around and was becoming more and more comfortable with her sexuality and her kinks. The whole thing was still conducted well between the hours of 9 and 5 and there were no suspicions from either husband that their wives might be closer acqua...
I was on a business trip, staying in a hotel, and I went the bar for a drink. I was sipping my beer when my eyes met those of an attractive woman my age, late twenties. She was dressed in heels, stockings, blouse, and a pin striped business jacket and skirt. I smiled and to my surprise and delight she immediately got up and came over to sit next to me. I had...
NOTE: This story follows immediately after the events of Chapter 6. In fact, the first part of this one probably should have appeared at the end of that one. Sorry about that. ******* After the amateur contest was over, Amber was surrounded by enthusiastic admirers, all offering to buy her drinks at the very least. She reported that one fairly inebriated g...
"Cancer." The word hung in the air like a suffocating cloud. How could that be? He was only, what, 26? How is it possible that this vibrant, exciting, intelligent man had been betrayed by his own body? "Oh," I typed, trying to think of what to say. Wanting so desperately to say the right words but in my mind all I could think was "why" over and over. "I'v...
Author's Note: Thank you for the comments, votes, and emails concerning this chain story. I am very glad the readers, as well as the writers are enjoying it as much as I am. I look forward to the upcoming chapters, not only from the writers that have already contributed, but to a few more that will soon be following. Please fill free to contact me via Lit,...
"I think we should be able to get laid whenever we want," Roxanne said. "Really?" Susan asked. "Whenever? Wherever? Whomever?" "Why not?" Roxanne made it a statement, not a question. "Yeah, why not?" Patty agreed. "Why should guys have all the fun?" "They shouldn't," Donna said as she blew cigarette smoke into the air so it would drift off Roxanne's porc...
Remodeling was a bitch. It had started relatively small. Switching light bulbs. Resealing the windows. Upgrading appliances. But new appliances needed a new look, so there was the bamboo flooring. And finally, in a fit of Al Gore-induced guilt, getting those solar panels. But, despite the cost and the months of having her house in complete disarray, Kat had...
One early spring morning, life as I knew it stopped to a screeching halt. I was very ill, took to the hospital, was given what turned out to be a bad batch of antibiotics, and sent home with a balloon for a heart. I just thought it was pain from vomiting, so I largely tried to ignore it and be strong. You know, power my way through the sickness. I began los...